2. More wonderful sight hath never bin seen;
For Thou, in stable bare and mean,
Though King of heav'n, art fain to rest
Upon an earthly mother's beast:
More wonderful sight ne'er, ne'er shall be seen.

3. Thou in the beginning madest the skies,
Bespangling heav'n with stars for eyes:
And Thou didst form this earth of ours,
Adorning it with trees and flow'rs;
Yet swath'd in a crib their Fashioner lies.

4. Around the dry land Thou pour'dst the sea,
And set'st his bounds with sure decree
But bending heaven, so to crown
Mankind with bliss, Thou camest down:
Babe Jesu, my God, all glory to Thee!